"Yeah. Sure are," Scarlet replied, falling in line to go and see about this dead moose.
"I thought we were past skinning animals for survival," he muttered to Much as they pushed through the trees. "There's something wrong with him. He's been out here on his own for too long. Isolation will do that to a man. Goin' doolally." He frowned at Art's back. His leg still hurt a bit from the net and he really wanted to be going the other direction and back to the van.